He saw and asked if he could help me. I just nodded and he knelt before me and undid the button on my jeans. I felt the zip rasp down over my bulge se...nding a tingle through my cock and spread across my whole body. This was unreal. Then I felt the sides of my jeans being held as he pulled and tugged them down. They slipped past my knees and my legs relaxed. He had obviously had this planned all evening and I had no idea. My pants fitted snugly and I felt his fingers struggled to prize under. Suddenly Nisha calls me near her and told me that I look good too which I replied she was also looking good in the skirt and blouse she was wearing. She then asked me if I could accompany her to her room as she wanted something from her room, I told ok and headed towards her room. We entered the room and she asked me to lock the door I was a bit excited, I locked the door as she said and went and sat on the bed while she was searching for something in her bag. She then removed a black colored. Oh, and my name isn't VD, it's JP, short for Jean-Paul. My sister Marie has called me VD ever since I wrote "JP" a little sloppily on an assignment a few weeks ago and she thought it looked like "VD". That stands for venereal disease, a term she had learned in health class last year (yes, 15 was just old enough for sex education in our town).She never called me VD when our parents were around, of course, which meant that they had already left for work and I really was going to be late for. Going for the pretty ladies are you Steve? Well I can't say I blame him,” I replied in a tone. Then I knew everyone was thinking, what the hell was wrong with me? “Well, I'm shopping right now. But would you wanna meet sometime this week or next weekend?” Steve asked. “Well, we're just shopping for some clothes right now. So why don't you go now. We'll be fine,” I said. “No, seriously angel. This family time. We can shop as a family,” Steve replied. “No, seriously, I mean it, go with her. It.